I Am Picking Up Attributes in the Last Days.

The guns were used as salutes, and the smoke of the explosion was like fireworks. Two people rushed into the zombie group, as if they were walking on a wedding leading to the church.

Even if it is full of crises and killings, black blood spurts wildly, and countless heads fly, it is still beautiful!

Perhaps, she should also be involved.

It's just that there is no way, she has no power to hold the chicken, even the zombies can't run away, and the only way to go is to die.

Gu Qingyi washed her face with tears. The seven-star machete was confiscated, and now there is nothing.

Seeing Fang Zhongyi, he strode over and said coldly:

"Give me the sword, I'm going to find Yang Hao!"

Liu Wei and the others at the back followed, and shouted loudly at this moment:

"Give us back the weapons, we're going to find Yang Hao! You don't know how to kill the enemy, let's go!"

They will always remember the moment they knelt down and decided that Yang Hao was the boss.

If Yang Hao is alive, they can also live very handsomely.If you die and lose your shelter, you may not be able to live in the future.

Just looking at so many evolved zombies today, I know how difficult the road ahead is.

Fang Zhongyi glanced at them, pointed to Yang Hao below and said:

"Perhaps, you don't have to go down at all. He rushed into the zombie group by himself. He is a real hero!"

Everyone followed her fingers to see that Yang Hao was like a tiger entering a flock, with a tiger swallowing a gilt knife in his hand, and the tiger was full of wind.

The movement is elegant, and the movements are smooth and flowing, as if walking in the jungle. Every time a knife falls, it must be accompanied by a few heads.

Every time you attack, there must be several zombies flying around.

In the golden light, striding to the place with the most zombies, there is no one who can stop it.

Behind Cai Jing, his hands flew over, two short knives were like butterflies, constantly slashing out, and the heads of zombies flew up.

Simple and straightforward, it is the purest killing.

She is like a standard textbook-style killing, like a witch, closely following Yang Hao, never abandoning her.

Such a picture has raised countless admiration in the hearts of the people who watched it.

Yang Hao, for the people of the entire gathering place, alone, entered the zombie group and started killing.

This aura of death is enough to make people learn.

The soldiers who were shooting had to admit that they killed the zombies, but they were not as fast as Yang Haokuai inside.

Seeing him go forward and never look back, with a piece of golden light, he is really excited and envious.

Tears rolled in his eyes, and he was shooting wildly with the gun in his hand, hoping to help.

I really don't know how to describe the complicated mood at the moment.

"No, give me the weapon, I want to go down! How can they both face tens of thousands of people?"

Gu Qingyi had tears in her eyes, her face was cold, and she said coldly.

Tears flowed down her delicate and beautiful face, which was truly heartbreaking.

However, in order to be responsible for her life, Fang Zhongyi just shook his head and said solemnly:

"Don't talk about it, they don't have any crisis right now. If you go down, it may not have any effect, but it will cause trouble for us! The soldiers need to avoid you when they shoot!"

"In case you can't stop it and there is an opening, a large number of zombies will rush in! The entire gathering place will be extremely dangerous by then, and how many people will die because of you!"

He didn't ignore Yang Hao, but he didn't want an uncontrollable situation because of chaos.

The four of them, facing the muzzle of the guard behind Fang Zhongyi, did not dare to move.

With an icy expression and eyes like ice, after glaring at them, he could only look at Yang Hao again.

There was an atmosphere of grief on the entire wall.

Their grief caused the hearts of many ordinary students within the fence to sink to the bottom in an instant.

Moreover, almost everyone was wiping tears, and unimaginable despair was set off in their hearts.

Something desperate must have happened.

"What happened? Can't we hold the gathering place?"

"It shouldn't be, why are they crying? Will there be an accident?"

"It's over, we're done, prepare to retreat! Let's run, open the door, let's escape first!"

"Give us weapons, we want to kill zombies, don't want to suffer like this!"

Some people are emotional, some people want to escape, and some people want to get weapons to save their lives!

In the face of the excitement of the crowd, the soldiers on the wall had no time to answer. They only knew how to shoot silently and change magazines silently.

Bullet casings piled up underfoot.

At this moment, Yang Hao was completely different from the grief in their hearts, full of shock.

The heart is like a huge transformation machine, constantly bringing all the blood together and increasing the power of the blood vessels.